"Long forgotten, though never truly lost."

[ImCookiie 1950]

 

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[[ Art by the amazing, Megatruh ]]

 

9th of the First Seed, 1653

 

 

A bright, bellowing fire crackled within an otherwise silent scene, few figures presenting themselves around the radiant gleam of orange gradient. The shadows cast by the flames danced and distorted upon the landscape for a moment, as daylight began to dim over the immense mountains that enclosed all beings within the now darkened scene. As light faded, an array of vibrant colours painted the sky –– each stroke revealing a soft, pale array of crystal-like creatures above the group, whilst they began mutter inconversable speech under shaky breaths. An unusual sound that began as a cluttered hum of varying noises roared loudly within the setting as it grew louder. Hurried footsteps ran through the overgrown scene, towards the group surrounding the ever-growing source of light, and warmth. A childish voice began to mutter, most words incomprehensible.

 

“H- Haelun. I wrote a letter.”

 

 

Her being straightened its posture, a soft smile creasing childish features. The child remain silent for a moment, allowing the scene to return its previous serenity, before clearing her throat and reading from the neatly folded parchment aloud. Her tone was soft, honest though it would crack often times –– crystal-clear tears forming in the eyes of the mali’ame toddler.

 

It would read,

 

I cannot find you, though I attempt to every single day I awake.

I cannot find you, though it seems I am the only one searching.

 

Dearest Haelun, should this ever reach you, I beg that you return home for as I cannot breathe or live when you are not near. I understand that you required some time away, even if meant away from your family. Perhaps I don’t understand, yet I pretend to when I am told it must be this way. I wonder why you did not warn me of your time away, Haelun, though everyone continues to tell me you had no time. No time. You promised me all your time, should I ever require such, and I do now. I promise I do, if it will make you return home. I only wish for one more touch, one more kiss before you leave again, if you truly must do so.

 

I have grown emptier, searching for what I cannot achieve. My family has been torn from me and those who I wish to aid me, do not. Perhaps they wish to only benefit themselves within their actions, and I am foolish to believe such poetic lies. They question my anger, my fear but I only wish to be held by you, once more.

 

Will I ever find out where you truly went, Haelun?

 

Kae Nae mayile,

Velanna

 

 

An undying, frantic admiration locked upon the canopy of luminous stars for a few moments. Anew, the child would clear her throat, raising closed fists to rub her darkened visage, sluggish saunter furthered towards the unresponsive audience –– mellow roars echoing within the grand structures as the flames rose once again, drumming against the broken soil rhythmically.

 

[Sky 0]

Toren gets given the original by his daughter Velanna, he then proceeds to make a copy and put it on the Mother Grove's notice board, with the loving lady's consent.

[Rickson 302]

Ryul remained sickly and bedridden as the events around him transpired, unaware even of his own mother's disappearance, waiting to see her once more.

[gandalfo 1452]

Moved to The Great Library. It shall be sorted into the appropriate category shortly.

 

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